After the immortal disappeared

Dong Rui took a long breath: "I thought that old guy Qian Huan was not dead, and there were waves in the sea of ​​consciousness."

Aunt Zhu said: "Qian Huan's sea of ​​consciousness is really like a pot of water. So many people have gone in, but in the end only you came out."

Lingguang was also full of joy, but as soon as it jumped on He Lingchuan's shoulder, it bounced away, pointed at his back and said suspiciously:

"Where did this cloak come from?"

It remembered clearly that when He Lingchuan fought in the Qianhuan Consciousness Sea, he only wore the black armor of the Nine Nether Emperor. When he came out again, why did he have an extra cloak behind his back?

The cloak was black on one side and blood red on the other. At the lace was a dark red orb the size of a thumb, hanging right on He Lingchuan's chest.

Moreover, the cloak gave it a very sharp feeling, making it reluctant to touch it.

He Lingchuan stretched out his fingers and flicked his cloak: "Be honest."

Miraculously, after being flicked by him, the cloak hung down and stopped flying.

Aunt Zhu noticed something fishy and said, "Hey, this pearl is very shiny."

He Lingchuan didn't hide his secrets: "This is Panlong City in the sea of ​​​​thousand illusions."

"Isolated city?" This bead is a city? Aunt Zhu was shocked, "Is it the Dayan Dzi Pearl?"

"Yes, Qian Huan took it away from Panlong City more than 150 years ago, and he refined it in the Sea of ​​Disorientation for another sixty years, but he never expected that it would be returned to its original owner in the end." He Lingchuan was also very emotional.

He didn't know what happened to the big square pot before Panlong City was destroyed, and why he gave up the Dayan Dzi Pearl to Master Qianhuan.

Perhaps it knows very well that only if the Dayan Dzi Pearl falls into the hands of Qian Huan can it continue to be refined in the world of mortals?

Now Dafanghu asked He Lingchuan to bring out the Dayan Dzi Pearl, probably for the same purpose:

Let this bead follow him and continue to travel around the world.

Ling Guang pointed at the cloak, his eyes full of vigilance.

He Lingchuan answered: "This is the Blood Demon."

"Ah?" Everyone said in unison, never expecting it.

Before entering the mirror, the Blood Demon was a ball of red mist; in Panlong City, the Blood Demon was a strange-looking glutton; why is it now transformed into a simple and unpretentious cloak, covering He Lingchuan?

Ling Guang asked curiously: "You didn't destroy it?"

He Lingchuan smiled and pressed the Dayan Dzi Pearl to release the blood demon.

As a result, the cloak behind him turned into a red mist and rushed towards the little monkey.

The Gorefiend thought its speech was not pleasant to listen to.

Lingguang squeaked and hid behind the ghost ape.

He Lingchuan only waved: "Don't scare Ling Guang, come back."

The red mist slowly floated back and turned into a cloak behind him again.

"I signed a contract with it. From now on, it will be attached to this cloak and fight with me." The cloak is a magic weapon he took from the capital of Yao Kingdom. It has some wonderful uses, but it has been idle. With the help of Dafang Pot, the blood demon successfully attached to the cloak. This is the combination of reality and reality, and the medium is the Dayan Dzi Bead.

The blood demon's ability has been fully demonstrated in the upside-down sea, and he has made achievements even in the battle between immortals and demons. If it hadn't met an opponent like Miao Zhantian, if it hadn't met an unreasonable player like He Lingchuan, it would have killed everyone.

Ling Guang worried: "Wouldn't it damage my moral character to tolerate this kind of thing?"

With the intention of saving lives and healing the wounded, it always dislikes this thing.

"That's the opposite." Aunt Zhu answered, "Letting go of this thing is the karma. It will be a good thing for Mr. He to control this god-forsaken thing and prevent it from going out to do evil."

Dong Rui looked sideways at He Lingchuan. Questions came to his lips several times, but he still couldn't hold back:

"Old Beng said that you are the soul of Panlong City. Is this true?"

Wan Qifeng and other black-armored soldiers beside him immediately pricked up their ears. There were some things they were not comfortable asking, but it was appropriate for Mr. Dong to ask them.

He Lingchuan asked, "What do you think?"

"What a bastard, you don't look like you are bitter and resentful." Dong Rui scratched his head, "But you are often nagging, so that's true."

He Lingchuan often had magical powers, and he often seemed to have "divine" help. It wasn't that he and Aunt Zhu didn't know about it, they just didn't pry.

Who doesn’t have their own little secret?

But after being exposed by Qian Huan, He Lingchuan's secret seemed a bit... too big!

"There is no need to show deep hatred all the time." Hatred cannot be spoken with words. It must be precipitated, savored, and transformed into endless motivation to move forward.

"I am He Chunhua's eldest son. It's true." He Lingchuan knew that he had to give them accurate information to reassure them. "I just accidentally obtained the inheritance of Panlong City. But after today, we and the demon will probably I swear not to be in conflict."

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What he said to Qian Huan and Miao Zhantian were all heard by the audience in front of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror.

Dong Rui sneered: "Isn't it the case before?"

From blowing up the Star-Zhaining Tower in the Heavenly Palace to laying out the Shining Gold Plains, no matter how slow he was, he knew that He Lingchuan was going for the Heavenly Demon. This trip to the upside-down sea is just a further clarification.

Wan Qifeng and others pressed their hands on their hearts and said in a solemn voice: "We will follow the Lord to the death!"

He Lingchuan nodded, looked at Xiao Wencheng's body beside the mirror, and sighed softly:

"People should not be judged by their appearance. Xiao Wencheng made a contract with me before entering the mirror, so he was prepared not to come back."

Aunt Zhu said curiously: "I think he is Weiwei Naolai. He really doesn't look like someone who dares to challenge Miao Zhantian."

"This Xiao master has little experience in commanding large-scale battles, and he is hesitant and cautious in doing things, but there is one thing worth praising, that is, he dares to take responsibility. You see, he obeys Qian Huan's orders, loves Huan Zong, and does not take mortals seriously." He Lingchuan exhaled, "Why is he hesitant and cautious? In addition to the relationship between personality, it is also because of the heavy responsibility on his shoulders."

"People who don't have to take responsibility can of course be unscrupulous." In his original world, why are middle-aged people with old parents and young children the easiest to be manipulated? Isn't it because they have to be responsible to both their superiors and subordinates, and have a lot of weaknesses? "Hehe, those who are not stingy may not be true heroes."

After saying that, he gently patted the mirror:

"Huan Zong."

...

Before Xiao Wencheng was summoned by He Lingchuan, he placed the Huan Zong people on the shore of the Upside Down Lake.

The light of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror flashed, and the arrival of He Lingchuan and Aunt Zhu immediately attracted the attention of the Huan Zong disciples.

They didn't take two steps, and someone in front shouted: "Stop!"

The voice was very nervous.

He Lingchuan saw that it was the monk Lu Jing and others who sent them to Shilong Peak when they first entered the Upside-Down Sea. It turned out that they survived so many battles.

The current situation in the Upside-Down Sea made them confused. They looked at He Lingchuan with complicated eyes and didn't know how to deal with it.

He Lingchuan said gently: "The great demon Miao Zhantian has been killed. I will find your Elder Liu."

This is good news, but also a warning.

Miao Zhantian is dead, and Lu Jing has also seen the cultivation skills of these people. How can he deal with it alone?